Chapter 287 Offense

The night is long, but the spring night is short.

Zhou Boxu didn't want to waste time here, so he obediently entered the bathtub with his back to Yu Lan.

After a while, Zhou Boxu heard the sound of someone entering the water behind him, and then he turned around.

Yu Lan was almost completely submerged in the water, with only her head and a section of her slender, white neck exposed.

Seeing her so shy, Zhou Boxu felt amused, soaked a handkerchief in water, and wiped her body.

Yu Lan huddled aside, watching the water flow down Zhou Boxu's neck and chest, watching Zhou Boxu wash his chest and abdomen and then his arms...

When he washed his back, Zhou Boxu curled up his hands. Not only was it difficult to wash, but there was a spot on his vest that was not clean enough.

Yu Lan blinked and said, "I'll help you."

"Okay." Zhou Boxu responded very quickly, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

He turned around and faced Yu Lan.

Yu Lan approached, took the handkerchief and wiped his back carefully.

When he was closer, Yu Lan found that there was a scar on Zhou Boxu's left arm. Although it had healed, there was a pink mark on the stalk, which was obviously a recent injury.

Yu Lan raised his hand to touch it, and asked distressedly: "Did you get this in Duanzhou?"

After Zhou Boxu returned to Shangjing, he only wrote a letter to inform that he had returned safely, and did not mention the injury, so Yu Lan had no idea.

"On the way back to Duanzhou from Dapancheng, I encountered a bandit who robbed silver." Zhou Boxu explained briefly.

Yu Lan was shocked when she heard this, and asked in a shrill voice: "Are you injured anywhere else?"

Zhou Boxu said: "No."

"Really? Don't lie to me." Yu Lan was worried.

Zhou Boxu turned around, stared at Yu Lan with burning eyes and said: "If the princess doesn't believe me, you can check it yourself."

Yu Lan was teased unexpectedly, and she choked and said shyly: "I'm talking to you seriously."

Zhou Boxu raised his eyebrows: "I'm talking to you seriously too."

After hearing this, Yu Lan's face turned even redder.

After enduring for a long time, seeing Yu Lan's shy look, Zhou Boxu couldn't help it anymore, so he took the handkerchief from Yu Lan's hand and helped her clean.

While washing, Zhou Boxu pulled her into his arms, and his broad palm moved on Yu Lan's slender back.

"Princess..." Zhou Boxu pinched Yu Lan's cheeks and forced her to look at him.

Yu Lan's face was as red as a cloud, and her heart was pounding as she looked at the handsome face so close to her.

Zhou Boxu's throat rolled, and he couldn't help but kiss the red lips in front of him.

At the same time, he hugged Yu Lan and sat her on his lap, holding Yu Lan's neck with one hand and lingering on her body with the other hand.

The two of them were closely attached, and Yu Lan could clearly feel Zhou Boxu's body temperature and changes.

After the deep and long kiss, Zhou Boxu went down along the jade neck, kissing and saying: "Princess, I'm sorry."

"Well..." A strange feeling of pleasure invaded, and Yu Lan couldn't help but moan.

Hearing this aphrodisiac voice, Zhou Boxu's breathing immediately sank.

He carried Yu Lan to the edge of the bathtub, grabbed the cotton towel on the pool table and placed it on Yu Lan's back, then leaned on it.

"Princess, please forgive me for being disrespectful."

Such obscure and explicit words made Yu Lan's face flushed, as if water could drip out.

She clung to Zhou Boxu's broad and solid shoulders impatiently, looking at the towel floating in the water with a dazed look, swaying with the shaking water.

"Princess, call me." Zhou Boxu begged hoarsely in Yu Lan's ear.

Yu Lan, who was in a daze, regained a bit of clarity and thought about how to call him.

She was the monarch and he was the minister. Although he was older than her, she had always called him Zhou Boxu by his full name.

But now that they were married and he was her husband, it was obviously no longer appropriate to call him by his name.

As for other titles, it was difficult to say them out loud for a while.

Yu Lan thought for a while and called out "husband".

Zhou Boxu was delighted to hear that, and kissed Yu Lan's neck and said, "Call me again."

"Husband..." Yu Lan's ending tone was trembling and soft.

This was the most beautiful title Zhou Boxu had ever heard, and also the most pleasant voice. He had been waiting for this voice for more than ten years.

Now that he finally heard it, he finally held her in his arms and became one with her. The intense joy and happiness filled his chest and was difficult to express in words. He just wanted to crush Yu Lan and melt her into his bones and blood.

After years of love, Zhou Boxu mixed his love and longing into his actions, letting Yu Lan feel it personally.

The swaying water waves hit the pool wall, as if playing music. When Zhou Boxu carried Yu Lan out of the bath, the water was already cool.

But both of them were so hot that they didn't feel cold at all. Especially Yu Lan, whose snow-like skin was light pink, which made people feel excited.

After wiping off the water droplets, Zhou Boxu carried Yu Lan out of the bathroom and lay on the spacious bed.

Although there were ice cubes in the room, it still felt hot. Yu Boxu lowered the bed curtain and called the maid into the room. Two more ice cubes were added, and the bath was cleaned and the water was changed.

After the maid had packed up and left the room, Zhou Boxu glanced at Yu Lan, who was dozing off with her head resting on his arm, and whispered, "Are you asleep?"

Yu Lan didn't say anything, but her long eyelashes trembled.

After a tiring day and such a great struggle, Yu Lan was very sleepy and fell into a drowsy sleep. But Zhou Boxu woke up again when he called her. Zhou Boxu

moved closer and kissed Yu Lan from her trembling eyelashes.

Having satisfied her once, Zhou Boxu was more patient. The hot kisses fell carefully, almost kissing Yu Lan's whole body.

Under the light of the red candles, Yu Lan's delicate figure became even pinker, which made Zhou Boxu's breath disordered.

Seeing that Yu Lan had kept her eyes closed, Zhou Boxu called her in a low voice: "Princess."

Yu Lan opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes were moist and misty, making people's hearts itch.

Zhou Boxu grabbed her hand and put it on his solid chest, leading her down to his well-defined abdominal muscles.

"Princess, don't you like me?" Zhou Boxu stared into Yu Lan's eyes.

Yu Lan said shyly, "Yes."

Zhou Boxu complained, "Then why didn't the princess touch me?"

Yu Lan: "..."

She simply couldn't believe that Zhou Boxu, who was so cold and reserved in front of others, looked like this after taking off his clothes.

It made her look like a pure and innocent girl.

Yu Lan pinched Zhou Boxu's tight abdominal muscles with her fingers and commented, "It feels good."

Zhou Boxu smiled and coaxed, "Every place feels different, princess, why not try them all."

Yu Lan didn't hesitate to hear this and really touched him.

Zhou Boxu cooperated very well and even encouraged Yu Lan with a smile.

"I am your husband, I can do whatever you want."

Yu Lan paused, his eyes slyly said: "You said it."

The slender arm hooked around Zhou Boxu's neck, Yu Lan raised his hand and gently stroked the eye-catching Adam's apple, causing Zhou Boxu to slide unbearably, Yu Lan smiled, tilted his head and bit it lightly.

Zhou Boxu groaned, slight pain and comfort intertwined together, the numbness in his waist and abdomen almost annihilated him.

He couldn't wait for Yu Lan to do whatever she wanted to him, he just wanted to do whatever he wanted to her now.

"Princess..." Zhou Boxu's voice was hoarse, with a strong desire, he panted and kissed Yu Lan, and merged with her again.

The summer was really hot, and soon, Zhou Boxu's forehead was soaked with sweat.

Yu Lan was shaking as she watched those tiny beads of sweat grow bigger, merge together, and drip onto her chest, creating splashes of water.

Zhou Boxu's arms and shoulders were also soaked with sweat, and Yu Lan couldn't hold on to them at all.

But she was floating in the clouds, and if she didn't hold on to something, she would always feel empty in her heart.

The red candle swayed silently, and when the two of them were soaked in sweat, Zhou Boxu panted heavily and fell on Yu Lan's neck.